Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He dresses like a well dressed Healer does. His white hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His eyes are hazel and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He is a melancholic, but persistent worker. He resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. He plays an instrument quite well.

History: Vanuath was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Sorcerer, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Sorcerer in service of a powerful lord somewhere. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Elven companion (his 'brother'). He has never given up on his painting dream.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Job, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He wears silk and lounges about seductively. He has wavy blonde hair. He has blue eyes.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, he was no stranger to responsibility. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Scribe hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He was always very intelligent and has formed a secret society of freemasons.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Religious. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 1400 gp. Alexandrite (1200 gp). Peridot (30 gp). Deep blue spinel (1200 gp). Rich purple corundum (800 gp).

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a chocolate of some kind. He wears a blue tunic with red highlights, and long pastel pants that bunch up around his shoes, marred by chocolates. He wears a wide-brimmed hat to hide his balding. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. He disdains his fellow northerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: He was born in the north. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Human companion (his 'brother'). During his travels, Dean and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Dean discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Dean fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.

Motivation: He wants to get laid; and he wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away

Flaws: Ugly, Greedy, Disease. Bonds: Immigrant, Adventurer, Has a crush. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: Moss agate (14 gp). 1 Disguise kit.

Description: He stands about 3'4" and wears well tailored suits and hats with beautiful decoration. He is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. His left hand appears badly burned and disfigured. His white hair is long and unkept. His fierce amber eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Laborer arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He inherited a moderately successful company from his mother. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. After a long history of fighting, Anverth and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 500 gp.

Description: This man wears a tattered pair of loose white pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs, and sports empty pouches on his belt. His red hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: Sold as a small child to a slaver, Hobart was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: A deep hatred of brigands.

Flaws: Sensitive, Forgetful. Bonds: Poor, Attractive, Mentor. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 100 gp. Alexandrite (1400 gp). Citrine (50 gp). Blue sapphire (1000 gp).